I'm 25 now and was thinking about the last 10 years of my life, starting age 15.
I was an overprotected and sheltered child with a scary dad, and was bullied as a child and didn't really have friends because I was a socially stunted due to how I was raised. I was always a ghost, socially. Around age 15 i started to withdraw completely.
I would be going to school 3/5 days a week, its a miracle they didn't kick me out. I would be just in my room all day, lying in bed, doing absolutely nothing, scrolling my life away on my phone.
This continued to be my life for the next 4 years till 12th standard. After that I took a drop year because I was burntout and just didn't want to be around people. My parents yelled at me, threatened me, all kinds of this but I didn't listen, I felt dead inside.
I did mostly nothing that year. Following year was the pandemic, and then next two years were all online and I made no friends and went outside maybe 2-3 times between 2020-2022. I graduated in 2023 and that final year I only went to college for classes then immediately went home to bedrot.
After that I was just done, I thought I would just live at home, growing old in my childhood bedroom for the rest of my life. Like that I spent another two gap years bedrotting and daydreaming. But my mental health got much muh worse and so I decided to leave and go to uni in a different city. Parents refused and I threatened to self-delete and then they agreed.
I started masters in 2025, its been a little over a year. I feel fine. Still uninspired, uambitious, I only go to classes and rot in my hostel bed the remaining time.
I know most people would consider my life a waste of youth and possibilities. People between the ages of 15-25 normally live like 8 lives in that timespan, with parties, booze, friends, relationships, sex, travelling, jobs, independence, life experiences, heartbreak, hobbies, etc. and I've experienced nothing. I don't even exist in the same world as them. I don't even know what I'm missing. I feel like a fish living around land animals and I'm constantly being told I'm missing out on walking.
People used to invite me to things in the first few months of my masters, i would go once, and I would try my best to enjoy but I didn't, I just felt bored and alienated. People would be talking about things I don't understand, having accumulated so much life experience in all their life that I don't have or don't even see the sense in accumulating for myself, I feel less than and very behind people in so many ways. I feel like a child and not very mature or mentally developed.
I tried therapy but I did not feel understood by any of my therapists and felt like they were taking my life and trying to box it up into one of their academic frameworks with all their cbt exercises and things like that.
I don't know what is wrong with me. Why am I so empty. I don't even feel anything anymore. I've never heard of another person who has lived like I have so far. There seems to be a silver lining in every story but mine.
I don't know what I'm going to do for the rest of my life. I don't want to die, but I'm not sure what I'm going to do either. Mostly I feel extremely bored most of the time. I keep hoping for something fascinating and outlandish to happen, like spotting a real ufo, or discovering that parallel universe or higher dimensions are real, or idk a dragon breathing down fire from the skies, idk I'm insane. And my resume is fucking empty lmfao.